Bright lights, why are there bright green and red lights? I wonder, then I see them, they walk down the hall autonomously, like robots, but these are no robots, they're worse. The Borg chase me telling me resistance is futile, I will be assimilated. I rush into the sickbay relived to be in some familiar settings as the chief medical officer I have been here most of the time. "Everyone to the escape pods, they're coming" I yell. Everyone mobilizes as I follow them out to the pods I pass the table I turn I know I shouldn't but I do and I see him he seems so peaceful but its all a lie he's dead
" Bridge to Lt. Foster "
I wake up in a cold sweat, it was a dream, the same nightmare I have been having for the past seven years ever since my husband was killed during the battle at Wolf 359.
"Lt. Foster here, go ahead" I said.
"We will be arriving at Deep Space 9 in approximately 10 minutes. You will need to report to the airlock by then"
"understood" I replied, proceeding to get out of bed and get dressed into my uniform, grabbing my bags and leaving for the airlock.